Your calm betrayal
forms rivers of crimson tears
that stream down my cheeks.
Your rabid fury
cleaves trails of searing anguish
that blaze through my heart.
It started with me
creating a false idol
in your likeliness.
Perpetuated
by your homily preaching
of a twisted grace.
I shouldn’t have knelt
to worship at your alter
of fallible love.
BY CHANCE
fortuitous fluky
coincidental prospect
probability
anticipation
happenstance providence fate
accidental fate
serendipity
likeliness expectation
fortuity by chance
05/15/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2018©
I cast you out
seduction of darkness
my heart shall remain mine.
My soul you shall not oppress.
In my beauty I shall shine.
You were born from darkness
but there purity in you,
I like to hope the likeliness
that your light would shine through.
Your heart is my anchor
your love is my sin.
My battle within.
Feels a long way sometimes
A long road if not a lonely one
For the sun never always shine
And how did I know I’m done?
Yet a night to sometimes present a light
As oppose to mornings in the dark
An afternoon perhaps it just might
Whence a simple soul shall share a likeliness apart
Perhaps only nearer the road shall be
Never too far we always do tend to stray
And as always its only further we see
When we foolishly agree how life never is okay
How is to oppose I’m never to know
How do I agree, how do I pretend?
And how much more is there life to show?
For whence ever alive...there never is an end
Been a long way... sometimes
My long road if it ain’t a lonely one
Have I forgotten to see a Sun there shine?
Yet somehow I know I’m done
Weeping willows
remind me of you.
And we danced
like it was Hawaii.
Until this time
I never knew
The intensity of
Your Death.
Subscribe to me
I wish.
Not unless I am some
Voodoo priestess
with a hint of your
Likeliness only
an Aberration.
Poisons now,
what you've never
Known have taken
Ahold of me.
And I'm sure
we'll meet again,
But not until I
Breathe me last
Breath.
I decided
to just sit back
and watch him
tear
My dignity apart
That white flash
from between my plump
lips
reveals nothing
but
just how indignant
my bodily submission
could make him do
They stood
and whirled
to the rythm
of the memogram
But it was their minds
that asked
sought...
And found...
It was what
lay
on the outline of
their lips
that gave
pulse
to their asking curiosity
and as they peeled
each strand of hunger
from their souls
they found more to their
likeliness
because theirs was untold..
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